She waits

Hermione decided it would be in her best interest to simply wait. The last time the Fat Lady was out, she had returned by the time Hermione had masturbated in a nearby classroom, so surely the Fat Lady would return soon.

Hermione sat naked in front of the portrait hole for a few minutes. The stone floor felt colder than usual on her bare arse.

Before the Fat Lady could return, however, Hermione heard steps coming from the stairs! Hermione immediately got up and ran to the nearby arithmancy room. She didn't know who was coming, but she didn't want to risk anyone seeing her.

Once she was in the room, she left the door cracked just slightly open to see Daphne Greengrass standing in front of the portrait. She leaned on the wall opposite the empty frame and pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet. From this distance, Hermione could make out the headline Scrofungulus Outbreak at Hogwarts. It seemed news had gotten out about what had happened...

Hermione decided that since it was someone who had already seen her intimate parts, that she may as well leave her hiding spot. She decided to hide the book she had checked out from the library in the room for now, and she'd come back for it later. Poking her head out of the room, she whispered. "Daphne, what are you doing up here?"

Daphne jumped. Evidently, she hadn't expected Hermione to be in a classroom. "Granger! What on earth are you doing in there?"

"What on earth are you doing in front of that empty portrait?" Hermione retorted, somewhat annoyed.

"Looking for you!" Daphne answered. "Dinner started 10 minutes ago and we hadn't seen you! I decided to ask the Fat Lady if you were in your dorm!"

Daphne noticed that Hermione's shoulders were bare. "You're still naked?!" Daphne taunted.

Hermione blushed. "I-I can't get in to get dressed unless the Fat Lady is there!"

Daphne laughed. "Well, no point waiting here, then! Come on, I know you're hungry, and we're dying to see you!"

Hermione didn't want to go to dinner nude. "I... I'm not hungry." She said, her stomach growling in protestation.

Daphne's eyes narrowed as a grin broke across her face. "That wasn't a request, mudblood!" At that, Daphne swished her wand in the air. Instead of the shorter ropes Pansy had used to bind Hermione, the rope that came from Daphne's wand must have been 7 or 8 meters long!

Before Hermione could react, it set itself across the back of Hermione's collar before draping down her front. It tied itself into three knots, one above her breasts, one below, and one right over her navel.

Hermione started to run, but the ends of the rope then flew between her legs, returning to her back and keeping her from running forward. They began to dig between her labia somewhat. Hermione let out an involuntary moan as the ropes then went under the part that was on the back of her neck before looping over her again to spread open the areas between the knots on her front, wrapping around the cords on her back again before going back to the front.

The ropes then finished with one final knot, right where Hermione's pubes would be if she still had them. Hermione looked down to inspect her newly bound body.

"A Hishi Karada!" Daphne explained. "It makes tying people up way more fun! Not that you'd find any books on how to do it here!" Daphne reached her ringed hand out to Hermione's collar and pulled out the magical lead. "Come on!" She said. "Dinner looks good tonight! Porkchops and cabbage!"

Daphne didn't tug on the lead as much as Pansy did, which was nice. Hermione would have found the walk rather pleasant, had she not been wearing nothing but a collar and rope. When they had made it down a few flights of stairs, Daphne decided to ask a question that was bothering her.

"I knew I'd find you naked, but I'm curious..." She stopped to turn around and face Hermione. "Why did you choose to be naked?"

Hermione was confused. "What do you mean?"

Daphne looked somewhat annoyed. "Don't play dumb! After Peeves stripped you, we felt you put on one item. Then we felt you take off one item. What happened?"

Hermione put on a poker face. "So..." she began to think. "They didn't know when my first robes fell apart, OR when Peeves pulled the snagged thread... They can't tell if my robes are destroyed!"

Hermione still remained silent. "Well?!" Daphne ordered, somewhat scowling.

Hermione decided to go with a half-truth. "I... I was... horny..." She said that last word quietly and shamefully. While it wasn't the truth of the time, she also knew that being naked where anyone could see her was an incredible turn-on.

Daphne's eyes widened, her grin returning. "Oh? And just what exactly did you try to do?"

Hermione thought fast. "I... I wanted to just walk naked with nobody to laugh at me for a little... I'd finish in my bedroom, but when I tried to get into Gryffindor Tower, the Fat Lady was gone!"

Daphne began to howl with laughter. "Well, don't you worry. Your new Slytherin pals will see if we can't give you the help you need!"

Well, Hermione had gotten out of giving information about clothes destruction, but now she had to contend with the fact that, by the sounds of it, the Slytherins wanted dinner and a show...